Chapter 118 Elchen?

The speed at which the media broke the "amazing" news has never been disappointing. It was not half an hour before the press conference ended, and the famous word "Song Mu" appeared in the first hot search. The popularity of the annual chess competition has not decreased. Every time on the eve of the competition, especially after the press conference, comments from online netizens will flood in, and praise or disapproval will follow. Their attitude is also very clear, for those first and second veterans in previous years will have extremely high expectations, but for those newly shortlisted novices is completely different. The 180-degree change in attitude is either cynical or straight-eyed. I wish they could use up their self-confidence now and let their favorite players take over. "Gu Ye, the little lady has been on a hot search, and she can't get down for a while." Nanbai also noticed the sudden changes on the Internet, and couldn't help but have endless "admiration" for the media. After the last Li Hao and Qiu Manman incidents, most people knew that the little lady was Aaron family's only darling, but these people just hit the muzzle, which was really unappreciative. The typical "healing scar forgot the pain". "How does this man named Song Mu look so familiar? It seems to be the young lady in Aaron family!" "Miss Aaron family? I'm kidding, but I've never heard of any young lady in Aaron family. Are you gossip?!" "This little doll, can play chess? I'm afraid it's not playing house, hahahaha... just wait for a joke!" "..." All the netizens on the Internet seemed to have discussed it in advance, and their attitudes were forgotten to be one-sided. All of them were similar to the voices of abuse and contempt. What some people said was really ugly, and even Nanbai couldn't stand it. "It's really anything can be involved, little lady how is a fox..." Nanbai's eyes were closely fixed on the screen of the mobile phone, muttering in a low voice only in the voice he could hear. Originally slightly wrinkled eyebrows have gradually become more distorted, you can clearly feel the inner antipathy. "Little Muer, go upstairs and change your clothes first, don't freeze." But even if the sound is as weak as mosquito humming, it is still heard by Gu Jingxiu at the tip of his ear. I saw Gu Jingxiu turn his head, tone gentle, raised his hand gently rubbed Song Mu fluffy soft hair, half narrow eyes full of love for Song Mu. The atmosphere at the scene once warmed up, but the sudden change of the picture did not surprise Nanbai. Nanbai is no longer surprised by such a fickle Gu Ye. He can switch back and forth freely in these two extreme modes, which can only be seen when facing Song Mu. "OK...... then I'll go upstairs first." Song Mu's fundus flashed a trace of disappointment, but soon recovered calm, pursed his mouth, a face of reluctance turned and left. Ordinary people may not hear anything wrong, and they will be confused by Gu Jingxiu's gentle and doting appearance at a glance. However, Song Mu is not an "ordinary person". Upon hearing this, he knew that Gu Jingxiu had something in his mouth. He whispered to Nanbai himself, but he did not dare to let himself know. "Bang-", after a heavy door closing sound, the high heels knocked on the tiles and gradually disappeared into the living room with the echo of the lingering swing. After confirming that Song Mu was no longer there, Gu Jingxiu was relieved to open his mouth and charged. "The malicious words on the Internet are suppressed, and the personal information and background of the little lady must be kept confidential, and there must be no mistakes." Gu Jingxiu's eyes flashed terrible rage, cruel and diabolical, which made people depressed and breathless. "Yes, Gu Ye." Nanbai didn't understand why she didn't want to let her know when it was clearly for the sake of the little lady's good time, but she had to hide anything and be a person who "did good deeds without leaving a name" and silently protected in the dark, which was also like Gu Ye's character. She needs to calm down, Gu Jingxiu said to herself in her heart. On the other side, Song Mu was bored when he returned to his room. He didn't know how many times he had tossed and turned in bed. From her poised expression, we can see everything. There is no panic before the competition. All we can feel is the word "arrogance". "What are they talking about below? For such a long time... I have played dozens of rounds of man-machine practice. I knew I was hiding below and eavesdropping." Song Mu's face was full of regret. Now she is tired of seeing her mobile phone and can't wait to destroy it immediately. "Try to read less online comments and practice chess skills." Just as Song Mu was about to go downstairs to carry out the unfinished plan, Gu Jingxiu pushed the door and strode towards him with his pocket in his hand. Seeing Song Mu holding a mobile phone in his hand, he accelerated his pace a little, grabbed the mobile phone and naturally put it in his pocket. "What are you doing, third brother! I am not as fragile as you think, and those comments will not affect me." Song Mu picked it up directly from the bed, with his hands in his waist, and stared fiercely at Gu Jingxiu in front of him. His face was black and he could drop ink. "The hardest...... I will naturally give it back to you when you finish the match tomorrow." Gu Jingxiu seems to be determined, his face is serious, and there is no room for negotiation. "Third brother ~ I also need a mobile phone to practice, you can give it back to me, okay? I promise not to read the comments." Song Mu's eyes were extremely firm. He erected three fingers beside his face and made an oath. He looked like he was going to win and had answers. A pair of big watery eyes flashed several times in succession, eyelashes flashing, deep pupils glowing faintly, as if they had suffered some great injustice. Since the hard one can't do it, then the soft one will come. Song Mu doesn't believe Gu Jingxiu doesn't eat either hard or soft. "What a grinding goblin..." Sure enough, Gu Jingxiu seemed to have touched electricity in his body. Deep down, he was gently hit. His dodging eyes proved his guilty conscience at this moment. It can also be clearly felt that Gu Jingxiu's breathing is more rapid, completely different from the original uniform rhythm, and seems to have become chaotic. "Thank you, Third Brother, I knew Third Brother loved me the most! Today is a very tired day. I'll take a bath first." Said, Song Mu jumped into the bathroom, and then only heard the "bang" sound of closing the door, leaving Gu Jingxiu in the bedroom standing in the same place, motionless. "It's really positive, so I don't want to stay with him?" Gu Jingxiu braved three rows of black lines on his forehead at this time, and his face was livid and gloomy. At this moment, in the bathroom separated by only one wall, Song Mu quietly locked the door and then couldn't wait to look at the mobile phone. As soon as the screen lit up, I saw a steady stream of messages-Weibo user so-and-so paid attention to you! This kind of information window has been beating for nearly ten seconds or so before barely settling down. In contrast, Song Mu, excited with his trembling hands, couldn't believe that this scene really existed and happened to himself. "No, I must be dreaming...... Ah, it will hurt......" Song Mu subconsciously raised his hand and pinched the meat on his arm. The painful facial features twisted together, covering the pain, bent over and refused to get up. Song Muduan opened Weibo with shaking hands. The first thing that came into view was that there was an astronomical little red dot in the column of his fans. "No, I Song Mo is He De. He can have so many fans. This happiness is too sudden." The mobile phone in my hand is not what it used to be. Like a rare "family heirloom", I hold it carefully in my hand and like it very much. Most of the people who pay attention to Song Mo are chess players, and one third of them are chess enthusiasts, equivalent to amateurs. Another third are professional chess players, and even some big-name figures. And the rest are some followers who are not too big to join in the fun. They are nothing more than keyboard players who are not on the table. "God, why are there so many fans of this person, millions... It's really a ghost that such a person should pay attention to me." Song Mu couldn't help sighing in his heart, curling his eyebrows and shaking his head, as if questioning whether there was something wrong with the brain of this million-dollar online celebrity who paid attention to himself. Not only do many people pay attention to Song Mu on the Internet, but there are also many comments about her. After all, it is the first hot search, and it is easy to become the topic of others. "This comment is the same. It's really a dog's eye on people. What's wrong with newcomers? Newcomers are doomed to be poor in technology and have no strength?" Song Mu's fingers kept sliding on the screen, and comments flashed in front of her eyes, but were deeply imprinted in her mind. For the malicious comments in front of us, although the words are really ugly, Song Mu will not take them to heart at all, belonging to the kind of "seven-second memory", which is left behind when looking at the front. "The best proof is practical actions. Just wait and slap your face." Song Mu raised his eyebrows and threw his mobile phone aside with a wave of his hand. He was ready to take a good bath and enjoy it. It's good to be happy. Why care about other people's opinions? This is not her Song Mu's character. "Gu Ye, just got the news, little lady's opponent is one of the best players in chess, according to Chen. Although he is young, he is gifted and has a great say in chess." At this moment, Nanbai called, and a slightly anxious voice came from the opposite side. I could hear that Nanbai was still very attentive to this matter. I just learned the news and reported it to Gu Jingxiu without a second. "In the morning? What background?" Gu Jingxiu's tone instantly cold down, eagle-like eyes staring at somewhere ahead, dark eyes become unfathomable.